Volume 1, Chapter 54: Coming to Demand the House

Just as Fan Wu was striking the mummy, the cloth strips on his body had already wrapped around his thighs, and his blood had been transmitted half a meter in front of him, about to reach the mummy's hands.

Chen Zi smiled inwardly. This uncertain tone at least indicated that the other party had stepped into the trap he set.

Liu Hao, with a somewhat pale face, smiled indifferently, then picked up his coat, put it on, and walked toward the parking lot alone.

"How can this be? I'm going to properly lecture your boyfriend later. How can he leave you without food? That's too irresponsible," the doctor said, even more agitated upon hearing Chen Qiao's words.

"Alright." Qu Fan nodded and said nothing more. Anyway, Fanny wouldn't understand even if he explained too much; the bitter fruit of tonight would simply have to be swallowed slowly by himself.

What if the person they encountered wasn't a rebirth traveler? Knowing that he had even more opportunities to make money, the stimulation of four billion US dollars might actually provoke someone into hiring a hitman out of sheer anger.

Hearing Bai Qingqing's permission, Qu Fan was happier than if he had secured three projects. "Thank you, Sister. Don't worry, before the night of the day after tomorrow, I will definitely rush back. I mean what I say and will never be late," Qu Fan promised her enthusiastically.

"It's all fate. When the company was choosing an agent for you, the moment I saw your photo, I felt a connection with you and snatched you over directly," Ai Tong said with a smile.

Although the Butcher remained expressionless at these words, he was noticeably stunned for a moment. Without replying, he simply tossed the cigar in his hand out of the window.

"You, you, I—I'm going to have my imperial uncle throw you into the deep dungeon!" Xuanyuan Ruoxue came to a halt, standing with her hands on her hips as she glared at Zirui before her.

The Fiery Baboon intercepted the attack of a dual-bladed wooden-armored monster first. With its iron-like, rugged physique, being slashed by the blades only slightly grazed its fur. In return, the Fiery Baboon let out a roar and, with a fiery fist, smashed the head of one dual-bladed wooden-armored monster into pieces.

As for Meng Yueyun, she had actually lost consciousness as soon as the Nirvana began. Without her support, the Earth Soul Bead returned to her body! Xuan Linghua, who had been keeping a close eye on her, quickly left the scene after catching her body.

Speaking of which, these elders were the Gan family's greatest wealth. Having been treated and healed by Gan Ping, their lifespans were extended, and their cultivation realms at the Xiantian stage were restored. Gan Ping was astonished to find that several of them had already reached the peak of the Qi Refining realm; had it not been for the insufficiency of techniques and spiritual Qi, they might have already broken through to the Soul Perception realm.

How laughable it was that the founding emperor of the Great Xia thought he could secure a ten-thousand-generation foundation by relying on these man-made natural barriers, failing to anticipate that his descendants would be unfilial and crisis would arise from within. Even with hundreds of millions of brave soldiers guarding the Xiong Yuan plains, they were still breached from the center by the demon race, extinguishing their lineage.

Just as Yuan Shuai was still daydreaming and speculating, a piercing eagle cry echoed through the clouds amidst the golden light. Yuan Shuai abruptly opened his eyes to see that Ying Ji had already transformed into her true primeval form—a gigantic golden-winged eagle.

Amidst a mass of deep crimson burning clouds, a red-robed venerable being stood proudly at the summit. The Blaze Heavenly尊 in the clouds was entirely crimson. Supporting a three-foot-long red beard with one hand, he pointed a dragon-headed cane virtually toward the main hall in the void. A surging, clawing and bailing fire dragon descended fiercely from the sky, crashing straight into the zombie army's formation.

"Hypocritical and despicable! You are actually shielding the murderer! I refuse to accept this!" Zhou Ping glared angrily at Yuan Shuai and the others amidst the golden light, especially at Chen Jinhua, who was lying on the ground and trembling incessantly. If looks could kill, Chen Jinhua would have died countless times over.

Ran Yan nodded, feeling even more annoyed with Sang Chen. He was simply a jinx—not appearing sooner or later, but popping up to shout just as that nun was fleeing.

Fang Xuanling wore a gloomy expression, taking occasional sips of tea without a word for quite a long time. Yongning did not dare to urge him either; the longer it dragged on, the more unsettled she felt, growing increasingly unsure of what exactly had happened.

On the third day of the real estate exhibition, Gu Xiaobei collected the promotional materials inside the exhibition hall and walked outward. Zhang Xiang had a stomachache and didn't come today. Remembering her pitiful look that morning, Gu Xiaobei took two sets of flyers, hoping to leverage her youth and beauty to help Zhang Xiang earn back her share of the wages.

Lin Xifan indeed had no particular mastery in music, but he could sense that under the influence of this song, he felt as if he were situated in an ethereal fairyland. Songs nowadays that could truly bring such a feeling to people were exceedingly rare.

"Guardian of the Earth!" Facing the oncoming sword gleam, Yan Da did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly deployed defensive measures. Even a seemingly casual strike by a Prime Sovereign was beyond the ability of Upper Gods to withstand. Had it not been for the battle formation pooling all their power together, they would have long been reduced to fleeing for their lives.

How could this be described merely as terrifying? It was quite simply a world-ending catastrophe; how could such a thing possibly happen? Was he joking?

After arranging quarters for Omit, Tong Ting and Omit, who were close in age, began chatting with each other. However, the conversation between the two of them gave Xu Zhe quite a headache.

Gently kissing Mu Ling'er on the cheek, Liang Dong closed his eyes and began to circulate his energy to recover his cultivation. Strength was everything right now, and the most crucial task was to replenish the primordial energy he had shared with Liang Yan, after which he could once again pursue the path of advancement.